Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 2249: Chapter 2185: Someone Pulling Strings Behind the Scenes

There’s still someone named Ding Haijing who hasn’t arrived.

Chiang Xiao prepared a table full of dishes. Her cooking skills weren’t exceptional, but she added a tiny bit of Spiritual Spring Water to the tank. Although diluted with so much water, it didn’t have any extraordinary effects, yet it made the vegetables very fresh and tasty, and the meat fragrant, tender, and delicious.

The cooked rice was especially aromatic and perfectly balanced between soft and firm.

So, the few people present buried their heads in their food, having no time to talk.

After the meal, Chiang Xiao discussed salaries with them.

They would have four days off each month, but she hoped they could take turns having holidays, and not take time off all at the same time.

There would be a ten-day holiday for the New Year.

Additionally, Old He and Old Lee, who work at the teahouse, naturally have a lower salary than those who work as her personal bodyguards. Chiang Xiao candidly told them that being by her side is still quite dangerous.

Old He and Old Lee expressed their understanding.

Moreover, working at the teahouse is relatively more stable and relaxed, and in the future, they might be able to bring their wives and children over, which is the life they desire.

Meanwhile, the owner of Niu’s Pastry Shop, Niu Dazhi, had just entered the Gao Family, carrying gifts with his wife, Gao Yan.

Gao Ming was reprimanding Gao Wei.

Upon seeing guests arrive, his expression didn’t look good as he stopped talking.

Gao Wei sat on the side, venting his anger by forcefully knocking Gaoming’s collectible walnuts on the armrest of the sofa.

Seeing the atmosphere was tense, Niu Dazhi felt a sense of retreat, but Gao Yan quickly held him back.

"Brother Gao Ming, I am Gao Yan. I called the family before."

She also had the surname Gao, but her relationship with Gao Ming was quite distant; perhaps only their grandfathers’ generation had been closer relatives.

But no matter what, they were somewhat related.

She had initially wanted to come over a long time ago, but the Gao Family’s threshold wasn’t easy to cross, which delayed her visit until today.

"Take a seat."

Gao Ming glanced at his son, still a bit upset inside.

This brat really exasperated him, having inherited none of his intelligence.

Everything else was fine, but just this issue with that Du-named girl driving him crazy.

If Du Jinruo could truly be with him, they would have been together long ago; why else would they mess around for so many years?

Even Fong Family Fang Jianye couldn’t manage to win over that girl.

Though the Du Family’s roots were not as solid as the Gao Family’s, they weren’t weak either. It wasn’t necessary to fall out with them over this, so he had advised Gao Wei long ago to give up on Du Jinruo soon and quickly find a suitable match to marry. But Gao Wei just kept stubbornly resisting him.

It’s truly exasperating.

Regarding distant relatives like Gao Yan, who came seeking them because of a slight connection, Gao Ming was quite annoyed, but a family of this sort couldn’t be entirely kept out.

After all, they valued family cohesion, and relationships might come in handy someday.

Gao Yan pulled Niu Dazhi to sit down, both feeling somewhat nervous.

"This is Gao Wei, right? I heard he’s attending the Supervisor Guard Academy? Truly like father, like son." Gao Yan looked at Gao Wei, trying to find something to talk about.

Gao Wei glanced at them, feeling a bit annoyed, said, "If you have something to say, just say it, don’t bother with these pleasantries. I’ve heard this phrase not ten thousand times but at least eight thousand since I was a kid. Aren’t you tired of saying it? I’m tired of hearing it."

"Gao Wei!"

Gao’s Father glared at him and said sternly, "If you don’t want to stay, then go back to your room!"

Gao Wei stood up, "I’m going out for some fresh air."

He said this without even looking at Gao Yan and Niu Dazhi, heading to his room to change clothes.